Last week I took care of a friend’s 2 1/2 year old daughter.
Let’s call her Mabel. Mabel takes a gym class with my twins and since her mom had a meeting, it was easy enough for me to bring her along. Plus, it was Rick’s day off and he was around to help, so I’m not as insane as you might initially think.
This little girl Mabel was perfectly behaved and I’m pretty sure I caught her admiring my mothering skills from time to time during the class.
Afterward, she had to use the potty. I left the twins (conveniently in diapers) with my husband and took Mabel to the bathroom. She peed and then because I haven’t peed alone in about 7 years, I peed too.
I thought nothing of this until the next day when Mabel’s mom said to me laughing, “So I heard you peed in front of my daughter!”
That’s right. I got sold out by a 2 1/2 year old.
Apparently, Miss Chatty Mabel told her mom that she, “heard me tinkle.”
Can’t two gals hang out in the loo without ONE of them divulging all the details?!
Now, of course, I could have brought Mabel back to my husband and then returned to the bathroom to pee alone but that’s obviously not great time management. Plus it NEVER crossed my mind.
Since my college days when my friends and I would pee together in a bank parking lot outside our favorite bar (I know. Super classy.), I just assumed that it’s just a thing us girls do. We pee together. No big deal.
Just know, that the next time I find myself needing to pee in a parking lot outside of a dive bar, I won’t be inviting Mabel.